Jaguar's Crow ( KageHina)

Twilight Memory

Hinata's POV
Itazura let out a loud squawk, her bright galaxy eyes piercing into the night. I stared back at Kageyama, watching his wide, ocean-blue eyes flicker between me and the Crow. We stayed in silence, admiring each other's companions with awe and disbelief. I jumped slightly when Itazura flapped her wings so suddenly as she flew over and landed on Kageyama's head. I watched as his eyes widened and glanced up to look at the bird above him. I had to refrain myself from laughing. But.... I lost my cool when she started flapping her wings causing Kageyama to start freaking out. I fell to my knees laughing my head off at the sight.
However my laughing was soon cut short when Shinryaku padded over to me and suddenly started attacking me with licks to my face causing me to struggle pushing her off. Baka-Yama started laughing at me causing me to freeze my attempts to push Shinryaku off me. I stared at Kageyama with awe - his face pulled into a wide smile, his amazing laugh ringing in my ears. He was so entrancing. Has he always looked like that? I guess it's hard to see this side of him when he's always scowling and yelling. He looks so adorable...

Wait-

DID I JUST THINK BAKA YAMA IS ADORABLE?!
What is wrong with my head?.... He's the King of the Court not an adorable baby panther. But seeing him laughing naturally, my heart began to swell - I think it might burst any minute. I knew my face was bright red as my mind rushed with thoughts but... I just can't get rid of them. I hadn't even realised that Shinryaku had gotten off me and was now sat beside me - Tobio no longer laughing as he stared back at me, his glistening blue eyes so wide and curious and beyond beautiful.
Okay it's official - my brain is fried and I need a new one.

Kageyama's POV
When Shinryaku decided to attack Hinata by licking his face I couldn't help but burst out laughing. I don't laugh often because I hate it, but somehow... I feel like I can let loose around Hinata. I don't know why and I'm almost certain I shouldn't because he's such a dumbass. But these past couple of weeks have practically forced me to notice the small details about him. The way his face lights up when I toss for him. The way his glistening smile reaches from ear to ear whenever we score a point during a match. The almost unnoticeable freckles that are scattered across his face. Those bronze and brown eyes that reflect every inch of movement within his determined gaze. I hadn't even realised I'd stopped laughing and was just staring - smiling at him as he lay on the floor shirtless gazing back up at me with some dumbstruck love I've never seen before.

We stayed silent, not even recollecting what was happening at the moment. All I could focus on were those eyes that practically glowed with the moon's lights. I could feel my face hearing up more and more the longer I looked at him, my heart beating so fast I'm almost positive everyone around could hear it. My breathing for got quicker the faster my heart went. What the hell is this? Why am I feeling so out of breath when I've done no activities? Why do I only feel like this around the dumbass? Why? Just why?

I was so lost in thought I practically jumped out my skin and clutched my ears when Itazura screeched - snapping me and Hinata out of whatever moment it was we just had.

"A-Alright Itazura! W-we'll go h-home now!" The dumbass attempted to yell but stuttered in the process. I only now just noticed his body shivering from the cold - his lack of upper layers likely not helping him. He stood up and turned around exposing his back yet again. All I could do really was watch as Itazura flew from my head, pausing behind Hinata before she basically melted into that galaxy form again as she pressed herself into her original tattoo pose stretched out proud across his back.

I was almost jealous. It was such a magnificent view to witness and the tattoo itself was a wonder to behold. It was so intricate and detailed and every single point was spot on. I guess now I know why she was famous for her intelligence.

Hinata finally turned around picking up his vest, t-shirt and jacket and putting them back on in an attempt to keep him somewhat warm on his way home. Yet again I was caught staring as Shinryaku let out a growl from beside me, her fur getting tangled in the breeze that had recently picked up.
I finally spoke again. "Come on then Shinryaku. Tattoo time." I said looking at her as I lifted the right leg of shorts to expose my thigh to her.

Hinata's POV
Despite putting my layers back on, I was still shivering as I put my bag over my shoulders. I looked up when I heard Kageyama speak.
"Come on then Shinryaku. Tattoo time."
I watched as he lifted the leg of his shorts, exposing his right thigh to her. It must be where she stays as a tattoo form. I watched intently as the Jaguar gently pressed her nose on Kageyama's thigh before a blinding light (to which I refused to look away from) flashed beside him. Once the light died, Shinryaku was gone and in her place was a small tattoo of a Jaguar curled up, peeping with brilliant purple eyes behind her tail on Kageyama's thigh. It was so small it was no wonder the team and I never saw it during changing before and after practices.

The breeze had picked up quite a bit now and I was instantly distracted from the tattoo as the chilling wind bit into the skin on my face and bare legs. In an attempt to warm myself up so I could at least walk home I hugged myself, tucking my hands under my arms to try and warm them up. At this point my body was quivering violently and my teeth were now shattering. Not to mention the though of the long trek home instantly slammed a huge weight onto my already exhausted mind.

I'm guessing I showed more exhaustion than what I was expecting as my eyes snapped wide when Kageyama suddenly threw his own jacket over my shoulders, leaving him in nothing but shorts and a t-shirt. I couldn't help but blush but I also felt bad.
"W-won't you g-get c-cold t-too?" I managed to stutter out.
"I'll be fine. I'm used to the cold. How about you stay at mine for the night? It's a little closer than your house, no one else is home and you look like you're about to pass out at any minute." Kageyama's tone was smooth and gentle which was a huge contrast to earlier when he was practically forcing me to reveal Itazura. But I was too tired to argue and sleep was already starting to cloud my head so I just nodded in response, hugging his jacket tightly over my frame as I trudged along behind him in silence to his house.

I stumbled a few times but eventually we managed to make it to his house. He unlocked the door and led me upstairs to his room. I think he said something to me about going to get some spare clothes for me. However, I was too tired to comprehend that so I just flopped onto the end of his bed, inhaling a huge whiff of his scent; it sending me over the edge of consciousness as I blacked out - curled up in a ball hugging his jacket.

Kageyama's POV
Once we made it back to mine, Hinata was about ready to collapse. I led him to my room and allowed him in.
"I'll go get you something to sleep in I'll be back in a moment." I explained to him before I left the room again to go to the back room where all my old clothes were kept. I finally found some that were likely small enough to for his small frame. However when I walked back into my room he'd already passed out on the end of my bed - hugging my jacket around him tightly as if it was going to disappear if he didn't. I'll never admit this out loud but he looked so cute. His soft face now relaxed as soft snores were released from his nose and his orange locks flopping over his closed eyes.
I lay the spare clothes on my desk chair as I changed myself into some comfortable pj bottoms before I crawled into bed with him, my body only now just feeling the sudden wave of exhaustion that over took me. Without even comprehending what I was doing I pulled Hinata close to me, wrapping my arms around him as his head lay on my bare chest - my gentle strokes on his hair and his sickeningly sweet, intoxicating scent lulling me to sleep.